Ch. 41-B
Happy Valentine's, everyone.
-Trainer-
It must have been the middle of the night when I found myself awake. Idly pacing the camp, eyes to the trees. The fog had settled in and I was uneasy. The girls were asleep in the tent, but I knew one shout, one sound out of place and they’d be there. It was reassuring, but something was nagging, a thought, like a thread out of place, among the thousands in the weave. Something was off.
I was wound up, and found myself going through my drills and routines, push ups, sit ups, squats, lunges. I didn’t even realize I was doing it until Penance called out to me. It had rained, and I was oblivious to it, until the sudden awareness of the petrichor met my senses.
I snapped awake to Penance calling my voice again, eyes darting, straining in the darkness of the tent. The scent was real, the chill was, too. However, I had been soundly asleep. Her careful touch stirred me to conscious awareness as the sound of rain, gentle and sweet, filled the air.
Cocoa and Mira were curled up nearby, the former leaning against my bag, the latter comfortably resting on her belly. Sharing the warmth, the simple comfort of gentle presence. I knew at a glance they were well and truly asleep, and when Penance moved in to nuzzle into my hip, I realized the intent.
“I made a promise to myself.” She said softly as I picked her up, holding her close as she nuzzled into my neck and collarbone. “I promised myself I’d wait until nobody else needed you more. I promised myself I’d wait as long as it took for that to be true.”
She looked up at me, touched her nose to mine, her tail wagging slowly as she pulled away, settling happily on my lap. “Right now? Nobody needs you more than I do.” She hesitated, looking away. Shy, visibly struggling for the words. “And I do. Need you. ” She paused then, her whole body stilling, a moment of uncertainty, as she stared up at me. “So … please?”
She closed her eyes as my hands began to wander over her, slipping through her silky soft fur, feeling the heat from her skin, the tickle against my palms. She didn’t hesitate, laying on her belly beside me, watching me with rapt attention as my hands wandered through that soft fur, caressed her entire body. She trembled at my fingertips along her nipples, and went rigid, visibly biting back a whimper as my hands caressed her tail.
A jolt went through her body, as I leaned in and kissed her. She whimpered, trembled, her tongue meeting mine. Uncertainty, and anticipation leaving her response clumsy, and rushed. My hands stilled her, pet her, held her. Bit by bit I slowed her down until she understood. Until she understood what I wanted. That it wasn’t something I wanted to rush. That I wanted to savor it, savor her, and everything it meant.
She panted, catching her breath as I pulled away, her tongue stealing one last taste of mine as she followed me with her eyes, watching as I kissed my way down her belly, arching just a bit as I slid the soft fur apart to reveal her nipples, one by one giving them tender, gentle kisses. Licked, sucked, nipped, tugged, teased until she writhed with every motion.
Back and forth, I took my time winding her up, her every response stirring me, making me ache to do so much more. Her breath was hot on my skin as I brought my hand to her cheek, and she wasted no time at all capturing a digit in the hot, wet. Lapping at me with a look filled with knowing promise.
To my surprise, she was unprepared for my tending her first. As my tongue slid across her wet, needy pussy, I felt her tense, and shudder. Her climax was immediate, robbing her of breath, as she whimpered and clutched at me with her paws. The overwhelming sensations making her melt as I began to lick and suck on her twitching, swollen sex. I didn’t let up, my hands lifting her into my attention. Tongue penetrating her, a taste somewhere between tart and spicy lingering in my mouth as she writhed and bucked at all of the motions.
The third time I felt her body repeat the motions, the hitch in her breathing, the way she trembled and whined as she fell slack, I finally let her down, and sat back, stroking myself as she caught her breath and recovered.
A sideways glance met with Mira’s ribbons slowly stroking Cocoa, who watched with a happy smile as Penance made her way to me on trembling legs. Neither made a sound, and barely did they move, so I let well enough be and reached down to run my hand over Penance’s head, as she drew close.
Hot, so hot her mouth was that I would be lying to say I wasn’t a little nervous, but she opened up slowly, caressing me with her tongue and making show of sniffing at me, all over. She nuzzled gently against me, before her tongue slid over my balls, and lapped eagerly at my shaft.
Her teeth gave me pause, but it wasn’t the first time I’d experienced the kind of show she was about to give me, as she positioned herself to let my cock glide into her mouth. She had no trouble, and took her time. Slow and deep, she let me indulge in her warmth and showed me with every motion that I had nothing to worry about.
Except for how badly I wanted to fill her.
She took her time, slow and gentle, her tongue caressing me all over as she took me into her mouth, her eyes locked to mine as I watched my cock disappear into the loving heat of her mouth. Watched as she let it sink further in, each time. Until the unique pleasure of her muscles rippling around me, gagging herself on it left me trembling and biting back the moan I wanted to let out.
As much as I wanted to finish, then and there. To let her taste it, to see her lap it up afterward, I wanted something else even more. My hands caressing her began to still her, and pushed against her, slowly. Gently.
“Penance…” I whispered, my hands slowly guiding her off of me. She looked confused, and for just a moment, seemed hurt, until she felt my finger rubbing at her hot, wet cunt. “You made me promise… let me keep that promise.”
She didn’t say a word, just turned and hiked her hips up, looking over her shoulder, her cheek against the floor of the tent, watching me as I moved behind her. She whimpered at first, as I lined up with her, stroking my tip up and down through her hot, swollen sex.
“You really do need this, don’t you?” I asked, as I teased at her hot, waiting pussy with the tip of me, soft skin slipping up and down against the puffy ring of her entrance, as she writhed and whimpered and al but begged me with her eyes.
“More than you’ll ever know. I… Please. Stop teasing me!” She replied in a hushed growl. “Please, just fuck me, already. I’ve been waiting for so long now…”
When I penetrated her, she let out a sound somewhere between contented sigh and pained groan, and shifted her legs to try and find a better position. She didn’t resist as my arm slid beneath her, lifting her a little bit, and guiding her, letting her take me, as deep as she could. She whined as she felt me against her back wall, stretching her with the insistence of my intrusion.
She struggled to keep quiet, but as I took her, harder, and faster, she couldn’t contain it, whining and begging for more as she peaked from the torment of my cock dragging through her sensitive, inexperienced depths.
When she came, her whole body clamped down on me, and she pushed back into me as hard as she could. A long string of half-formed expletives from clenched teeth all but begging me to take her, as hard and deep as I needed to pump her full.
As if she’d have to tell me twice.
I should have felt guilty, my hands taking her hips, dragging her whole body back to meet my thrusts, my cock hitting her back wall again and again, as she whimpered and writhed and scratched at the tent floor. She winced but I didn’t let up, I was so close. I needed it so damned badly!
I felt it, welling up. The sensation, the tension, the rush of climax spilling into her. Filling her. Claiming that hot cunt. My hands raked through her fur, as she trembled, gushing and all but collapsing to the sensation of fullness I’d given her.
I lingered like that, ran my hands over her fur, caressed her all over, as I came down from that orgasmic high. Slowly, gently, I pulled myself free, enjoying the sight of it. Of our lovemaking, of our mutual need dribbling out of her.
I pulled her into my arms as I laid back, letting her rest and catch her breath on my chest. Her paws kneaded my skin, and for the longest time, she stared down at me, her expression joy, contentment, wonder.
My hand slid behind her head, pulling her in to kiss her once more. The impatient urgency of our previous passions gone, she opened her mouth to accomodate me, softness, an almost shy acceptance of our intimacy as I kept her there, teasing her tongue with mine.
“Never forget the promise I made to you.” She said, tears in her eyes as she nuzzled against my cheek. “I meant it. For the rest of my life, I’m going to feel this way about you, and only you.”
I shook my head at that, my hand caressing her cheek in return. The softness and warmth of her fur slipping through my fingers, tickling my palm as I brought her close was a delight as I captured her gaze again. “I won’t forget, but I hope you’ll remind me, often.”